Just out of the sea of fire, the clothes can't take care of the monk, and quickly walked in the direction of home, God has eyes, let her be rescued, she will kill them one by one now, avenge her mother!

I didn't take a few steps, but I saw the branches on both sides of the path suddenly swaying, and the next moment.

"Bang" twice, her two arms were tightly tied by the branches, she was about to raise her feet to kick, two thumb-thick branches stretched left and right, and in the blink of an eye, she tightly bound her feet, no matter how hard she tried.

"What are you doing to tie me up?" Fuyi turned his head, his eyes wide open, and glared at the monk viciously. Her voice was hoarse, and she barely managed to make a sound until she was almost pulling her neck.

"You little girl," the monk said with a smile: "I saved you, you don't thank you, why are you so fierce?"

"I'm going to kill all those wicked people, if you stop me, I'll be like them, and I'll kill you together!"

The monk stroked his hands and laughed.

"You are a scoundrel, but you have a point. Well, you try to break free first, and then you kill me. ”

Brushing his clothes and baring his teeth, he tried all his strength to break the branches. Strange to say, according to her strength, let alone a small branch, even the trunk of the tree she could break without effort, but at this time, the branch bound to her arms and ankles was like the hardest black iron, and it could not be shaken no matter what.

She had exhausted all her strength when she was fighting with her people, but after a struggle, her legs were even weaker, and if it weren't for the fact that her arms were supported by branches, she would have collapsed to the ground.

But even so, her bared teeth and cracked eyes remained the same.

"What are you doing when you don't want me to take revenge, but you save me! What are you going to do?" she cried out.

She'd rather fall into the tenderness of a demon and become a demon!

The monk stopped smiling and looked at her lightly.

"You can't even break free from this little branch, and you still want revenge?, well, you go, taste the taste of being crushed under your feet like ants again, they will be on top, and admire your poor appearance, and you will not be able to take revenge!"

When the words fell, she only heard a "click", all the branches and leaves suddenly retracted, and she was free but did not run forward, she only felt cold all over, her limbs trembled, and for a moment she sat down on the ground and cried.

The monk was right, she couldn't beat them at all, could it be that her mother died unjustly like this? Those people are still Xiao Yao, and her revenge will not be avenged?

So what is she doing with her life!

No, she is not reconciled! Since God will not let her die, he will definitely show her the way.

She suddenly turned to the monk and bowed deeply.

"Master, what should I do, how can I get revenge?"

The monk suddenly smiled and nodded.

"Learn to let go in order to achieve everything you want to achieve. ”

Flicking her clothes and gritting her teeth, she asked her to put it down, how could she let it go, in order to snatch what her father left behind, they did not hesitate to kill her mother and kill her, how did she let go of this blood feud!

"Letting go doesn't mean disappearing, you can kill the enemy if you cling to the moment?"

"Master is asking me to meditate and cultivate, and I will come back to take revenge in the future?"

The monk clapped his hands again and laughed.

"You can't say it, you can't say it. ”

Fuyi bowed to the monk again, got up and walked towards the outside of the village. She followed the path on the edge of the village up the hill, and in a moment came to a grave.

There are no tombstones, although it is just a small dirt bag, but the surroundings are clean and tidy.

Flicked his clothes and knelt on the ground and kowtowed a few times. She didn't get up, she knelt down and moved a few steps to the side, where a green tree was planted, and she remembered that this tree was planted by her and her mother when her father died, and it has been five years now.

She stretched out her palm, measured the distance of three palms under the tree, and dug down with her bare hands. A moment later, a wooden box was revealed.

Because of the time, the wooden box has festered a little. Whisking his clothes and holding the wooden box, he moved it back to the grave.

"Daddy, the unfilial daughter is about to brush off your and mother's intentions today, take out this wooden box in advance. I hope that you will bless your daughter in the spirit of heaven to return from school as soon as possible and avenge her mother!"

Speaking of this, I couldn't cry anymore.

There was a sudden howl and cry next to him, and he looked at Fuyi in surprise with tears in his eyes.

I saw that Monk Lai Tou didn't know when to follow, and was sitting on the ground pounding the ground with his hands, howling and crying. Seeing the clothes coming, he still didn't care about crying as if no one was around.

After a long time, Fu Yi finally couldn't help it.

"What are you crying about?"

"What are you crying about?"

"I think my father and mother are sad. ”

"I saw you crying, and suddenly I wanted to cry. Woohoo......"

Whisking: "......"

She wiped away her tears, and Monk Laitou really stopped crying, and closed her eyes and meditated again.

Fuyi fell into deep thought, she would definitely go back to avenge her mother! Fuyi remembered the disgusting face of the patriarch, after living for thirteen years, she didn't even realize that the friendship between the clansmen was so vulnerable.

When my father just died, the new patriarch hurriedly took office, and cried to my mother that the clan had just experienced a catastrophe and there was no suitable material to make a tombstone.

The mother was soft-hearted, so she proposed to slow down.

Half a year later, my mother became a waste, and no one mentioned the tombstone again. The mother mentioned it a few times, but she was prevaricated by the patriarch crying poorly.

After the spirit pool was destroyed, my mother never mentioned it again, nor did she smile again.

Brushing her clothes and gritting her teeth, she was too stupid, she should have seen it a long time ago.

She looked at the small earthen bag that didn't even have a tombstone, and remembered that when she was a child, she sat on her father's shoulder and accompanied her father around the village.

"Oh, Xiao Fuyi, look at you are as fat as Fuwa, my aunt really wants to kiss you. A large apple was shoved in her hand.

"Ouch, my little heart is here, and I can't see my grandmother for a day. A meat bun was stuffed into his arms.

......

At that time, she was loved by everyone.

When her father went, the villagers treated her less enthusiastically than before, and gradually became cold, until she didn't see her, and later became even more cynical.

"Whisk your clothes, look at your sharp-beaked monkey gills and thief eyebrows, did you steal my sweet potatoes?"

"No wonder I'm unlucky today, it's because of you, a dead star, I'm blah!"

......

She always attributed the dislike of her clan to herself. Work hard every day silently, wanting to regain the recognition of the clan. She now knows that they are nothing more than a bunch of snobbish, white-eyed wolves, and when their father is dead, who will approve of orphans and widows who have no power and no power.

But they forgot who Daddy died for!

One day, she will go back and destroy the entire Spirit Clan!

Fuyi was thinking about it, her heart suddenly trembled, and she looked up to see the void not far away, big black hole-like eyes were staring at her strangely, with an evil black undercurrent pouring into the black hole.

There was a faint voice in her mind saying something, which was inaudible but like a magic sound, leading her mind towards the black hole little by little.